*Based on the Disney Channel TV Series: "Sydney to the Max" starring Ruth Righi. This story is Rated M due to content related to sex and nudity.

My name is Sydney Reynolds and the first person I ever made love to was myself. Let me back up and explain this a bit. When I was young, I always knew when a mother and father loved each other, they made a baby. But then when I started taking health class in fifth grade, my grandmother bought me a book that taught me about sex. It was definitely educational as it explained all of the biological details about sexual reproduction in a way that was appropriate for preteens. However when it got to the part that explained the actual act of sexual intercourse, all it said was: When a man puts his penis into the woman's vagina it creates a highly pleasing feeling for both of them, since it feels so good to be so close to someone you love. There was no more detail beyond that. I wanted to know more, but didn't investigate any further. I was still a kid. I didn't have any form of sexual curiosity yet.

But then one summer as I started to spend time at the pool... oh, these feelings began to stir. No, not from seeing people in revealing swimsuits. On an absolutely serious note, I felt no arousal from seeing the image of anyone's body. Instead, it came from feelings I experienced within my own body. One day when I sat in the hot tub to relax, I sat in a position where the jets began to shoot right at my crotch area and... by God, it felt so good. It didn't know why, but I had this wonderful tingling sensation that wouldn't stop until I got out. Then later, being like the silly kid I was, I remember sliding down the diagonal pole that went into the water that was supposed to help people with physical disabilities. However as I slid down the wet pole, that pole began to rub against my crotch area, and again: it felt really, really nice. I wound up doing it again and again until a lifeguard told me to stop fooling around with it.

Later when I was showering at home another day, I got a bit muddy playing outside, so I used my movable shower head to point the water at every area of my body. But when that shower head was pointed right at my crotch area, again, I felt an amazing sensation of pleasure. It was like happiness was flowing through my body. I didn't know why. But soon I learned. You see from a young age, I enjoyed reading fanfiction online. It was fun to read stories about characters from my favorite TV shows doing things they didn't do on the show. I usually read just the stories rated K for kids, since I was a kid. Sometimes I read the rated T for teens stories too. But tonight, I decided to be bold. My dad and grandma always told me to not look at inappropriate mature images or videos online, but I figured: what was wrong with mature text. So for the first time ever, I decided to look at fanfiction stories rated M for mature. And suddenly a whole new world opened up to me. I read stories about my favorite TV show characters having sex, making love, and being intimate in ways I had never dreamed before. It was the first erotic material I had ever been exposed to in my life. But the vivid details of what sexual intercourse was like and how it felt struck a chord with me.

Then it finally clicked with me. I understood why I felt so good when certain things rubbed against my crotch area. The stories I read told of how good women felt when their vaginas were touched. And it dawned on me: I had been feeling just the tiny tastes of sexual pleasure recently. I then desperately wanted to know what it would feel like if I went all the way. But I wasn't about to go out and have sex with some random boy. No, no. I was a good girl. Besides, there was no boy out there I liked. I didn't want to kiss or make love to any boy. However... I did still want to feel the pleasures of sex with my own body. And then I decided to... make love to myself.

I waited several days for the right time to do it. I decided to do it on a Saturday night, since I was allowed to wake up late on Sunday mornings. I didn't know how long this was going to last, so I decided I needed to do this on a night where I could stay up late. I still remember every detail of that evening. It was 9:30pm in my room. I turned off the lights, and had several scented candles lit in my room, with small plastic rose pedals spread across my bed. I locked my door, and then proceeded to take my clothes off. I had actually never slept naked before, but the very act of doing so was making me feel arousal for the first time in my life. I stood up and began to massage my newly developing breasts. For the first time, I really explored the texture and feel of them. I then brought my hands to my butt cheeks, and even squeezed them, fully exploring how they felt.

Then I laid on my bed and slowly brought my fingers to my vagina. I made circles around my womanhood with my fingers, and began to slowly bring my fingers in closer to the center. I began to slowly push my fingers into my hairless vagina and... oh God, it was amazing. It was weird at first. Slightly uncomfortable. But oh God, the good feelings I felt in the hot tub, on the diagonal pole, and with my sower head: those feelings were back, and they were better than ever. I began to stick my fingers in further and moved them faster. Oh God, it felt so amazing. I could only imagine that this must be a bit like if a boy sticks his penis inside of you. I then wanted to feel something that was sort of like a person. So I turned myself over, grabbed my pillow, opened up my legs, and rubbed my vagina against it. With my hands, I pushed the edge of my pillow into my vagina. It didn't feel as good, but feeling a big object push against my breasts did feel nice. I hugged the pillow like it was a person. I didn't care how weird it looked. It was the first object in the world I was rubbing my vagina against, so that made it special.

I then brought the fingers from one hand back to my vagina and continued to finger myself harder. I kept hugging the pillow with the other hand though, pretending the pillow was a person, and that it was actually this pillow person sticking something into me and not my hand. But in reality: it was my hand. I was in control of what was pleasing me, and it was that knowledge that suddenly brought me power. I was making myself feel this wonderful pleasure and no one else. That night, I may have not lost my virginity, but I did lose my childhood. For I was no longer a girl. That night I had become a woman. A woman who was in full control of her body in such a beautiful way. I eventually turned my body over as I began to twist my legs and arms slightly. I could feel the pleasure increasing. The degree of pleasure was getting higher, higher, and higher, and then... suddenly the pleasure meter went through the roof. I was experiencing a hundred times the amount of pleasure as my body shook, and then suddenly a strange wet sticky substance came out of me.

I felt so freaking good, but then I began to panic a bit. What just came out of me? Did I break my vagina or something? But then I remembered the details of the erotic stories I read, and remembered this was normal for women when they hit the climax of sex. And then it hit me. I was able to do to my body what women are supposed to use men to accomplish. But I didn't need a man to experience the wonderful sensation I just felt. I only needed myself. I, Sydney Reynolds had just made love to myself. It was only later that I realized what I had done that night was masturbation but I didn't care. Soon making love to myself was a daily routine. I would actually wake up early enough every day before school for the next two years, just so I could touch my vagina in bed and please my body, or use the shower head in my bathroom to do it, or both. Those two years were a wonderful two years. It wasn't a dependency on a man that made me feel good. It was just my vagina, my fingers, and my mind. I would later learn from my peers that they were taught how masturbation is a dirty thing and thinking about sex too much can lead to bad choices. And yes, having sex too young is wrong, and getting addicted to outside sources to help with sexual pleasure can be dangerous. But touching your body, exploring your desires, and making yourself feel good isn't. When I have children one day: I will preach to them the importance of abstinence and staying away from porn while they're young. But when it comes to exploring their bodies... I will definitely let them know that it's okay to make love to yourself.

THE END

*Author's Note - This tale is based on a true story: my story. When I was young, I did make touching my womanhood and doing self-pleasure for the first time a special event. Exploring your body is a beautiful thing, and it shouldn't be seen as dirty. And yes, the first erotic stories I ever read in my life were online fan-fiction. So to any young readers also out there that are secretly reading erotic tales behind your parents' backs, just let me tell you now: first, it's okay to be curious about sex. But be careful what material online you expose yourself to. However do not feel guilty about touching yourself. Obviously do it alone in a comfortable private setting that is all your own. But exploring how your body feels is a wonderful natural thing. Your body and pleasing it isn't dirty. Some material online is dirty, yes, but your body isn't. So touch it, pleasure it, dream of your ideal fantasies as you make yourself climax, and explore what types of fantasies turn you on and get you more aroused. It's all a natural part of beginning the journey of understanding your sexuality. Just be careful not to get addicted to what you see online. Stories and images and videos aren't real people. You can't build a loving and caring relationship with a story, image, or video. Your real goal should be to one day when you're absolutely ready: to have sex with the right person that you see yourself having a long term future with. But for now: instead of rushing to make love to another person, enjoy making love to yourself. This is a wonderful time full of new sensations, feelings, and experiences for your life. Enjoy exploring them. ;)